After karate, there was some film noir, in the shape of Murder My Sweet. Plots in these movies can be (a) convoluted, and (b) tenuous at best. But what the hell, they're fun, usually overacted, and are a great way to kill a couple of hours.
Fast forward a couple of hours, and it's off the the Green Chilli Cafe for a really nice meal. They were even happy to deviate from the set menu to give Karen greater choice (she's coeliac), at no extra charge. Brownie points for that guys.
Back home, and the night was rounded off with more martial arts, as Wesley Snipes roundhouse kicked vampire ass. Result.
Today, we headed to Aberfoyle, and went a walk up Craigmore. It's a nice wee hill, and it's a decent walk. Just shy of the summit is as wall that used to support a tramway that was there way back in the mists of time. I can't remember off-hand why there was a tramway halfway up a hill (some local industry), but if I find out I'll update this post.
Anyway, from the top of Craigmore, there were some stunning views. I think this is Ben Ledi. I checked the direction and looked on a map, and it's in the right direction. As with the tramway, if I'm wrong, I'll correct when I edit it later.
